Imprint; Chapter 3

Izuku stared at him in disbelief. That can't be right, I mean, he was alive. Izuku awkwardly laughed.

"Haha, is this a joke?"

The boy shook his head. "Unfortunately, it is not." Iida tapped his chest, just over were is heart would be. "Feel there. There should be a pulse, right?"

Izuku nodded, slowly placing his hand on his chest. Every inch of his being went cold. This can't be right - something must be wrong - maybe he got the place wrong. He moved his hand around, hoping he'd feel something - anything, at this point.

In that instence memories begun to flood in. Of him jumping to save the number one hero, of the purple smoke blocking his vision.

Of the hand the reached out, grasping his face, and pain shooting though every inch of his being as he slowly distinagrated. And his classmate's screams as he dissapeared before their eyes.

"Midoriya!"

"Quickly we need a hero!"

"Get away from him!"

"Please don't do this! We'll do whatever you want!"

"What's happening?!"

Tears begun to bulge up at his eyes, and soon they were streaming down his face. The grip over his heart tightened. "Please let this be only a dream" repeated over, and over, in his mind, like a broken record.

"I think he's wondering what's going to happen now, and if there's away to go back." Iida sat down on the orange patchwork sofa at the far end of the room. Ururaka nodded, walking over to Izuku's bed and sat next to him.

"Well, that means, umm... Well to begin with, your a ghost, one of the weakest creatures around here. And you might be hunted..." She paused as if deep in thought, before jumping up and opening the oddly shaped wardrobe at the side of the room. "Here!"

She lifted out a tattered white cloak, who's many holes were stitched up with a different coloured peices of fabric.

"This should be enough to disguise yourself!" She laughed, practically forcing it over his current tracksuit. The hood was then thrust over his face, and for a while he couldn't see until he found two slits in the hoodie. It wasn't perfect vision; but at least he could see something.

"Now then, first rule; never show anyone your eyes unless you trust them entirely. Eyes are the window to the soul, you know!"

"Secondly, you shouldn't talk as much as possible. Some creatures can control lesser beings up the sound of their voice, and you don't want that!"

"Thirdly and lastly, if anyone asks, your a human. Not a ghost. Anyway, why don't you take your mind off this topic? There's a kind person outside who's "willingly" decided to take you on a tour!"

"As for those memories, don't worry, you'll lose them within a day or so."

"Wha- what?"

Izuku's questions fell on deaf ears, as he was already being ushered towards the door.

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Bad, bad, it's all bad.

--SELF-DEBRICATING RANT--

Holy cow I am not happy with this. I literally did the last bit in ten minutes at half ten.

The emotional part is clumsy

The dialogue is clumsy

Just... UGGGGH

-End of self-debricating rant-

Okay hello. So, yeah. I don't know what to put here.

I'm tired

EDIT

HARHARHAR I'm here and sort of (not really) awake. And I'm here to explain some stuff.

Just to clarify; Iida tapped his own chest, indicating to Izuku to do the same. That might have confused some people it definitely looked odd to me.

Secondly; Deku is one of the weakest creatures because I'm going by (half the concept sheet below) how much biological power they had.

Because Deku is quirkless biologically, despite having one for all, he is the weakest you can possibly be.